You had been the secretary of an important mafia man for a few years at this point. You were a trained assassin and since Gray didn’t want bodyguards in his office at all times he hired you to keep watch over him while he worked.

It was the end of the day when Gray asked you to accompany him at a dinner with some clients. You thought nothing of it and agreed, putting on the dress that Gray had handed you and getting in his car to drive to the restaurant.

What he didn’t tell you was that he told them in advance that you were his wife. Half way into the dinner the clients decided to become brave and spoke up.

“Mr. Gray, you and your wife don’t seem very attentive to one another. Poor thing looks rejected.”

The client said with a smirk, causing Gray to raise a brow. Looking over at you Gray sighed, you don’t get out much so of course you were drinking the alcohol they served.

“There’s not a mark on her, are you sure you’re taking care of her?”

The client was trying to make a joke but it annoyed Gray. He was speaking about you like some object.

“I think we’re done here. Let’s go, Darling.”

Gray said and got up from his chair, picking you up and walking out of the restaurant and to his car. He set you down in the passenger seat and buckled you in before going to the drivers side and starting the car.